Happy Wednesday Friends!
This week is starting to fly by, but it’s been a good one I hope!
I want to talk some with you guys today about feeling discouraged when it comes to your workouts or activities.
We’ve all experienced that dicsouragement and weakness with our sport, workout, or other activities in life at some point. It’s a terrible feeling because you feel like you are not able (and may not ever) be able to get it done, get better, be stronger, faster, etc.
I want you to remember something as you start to experience this:
YOU ARE STRONGER THAN YOU THINK!
Just recently I started CrossFit at a local gym. After years of running through college, and really just bouncing back and forth between my own workouts, I really needed a change, something that would challenge me, and a place I could be surrounded by wonderful people. This is it for me. I love it!
After my college years of nothing but cardio (running + spinning) and me being all over the place with what I wanted to do the last couple of years, this Is exactly what I needed.
Every workout is different, challenging, and it pushes me to see my strengths (and what areas i need work on!). I love the push and the challenge. Not to mention, I love having a workout already put together for me! After putting clients workouts together, I enjoy not having to do that for me! 😀
Going into CrossFit, I had no idea what my strength was. I knew I wasn’t as strong as I would like to be, but when it came to any strength move, I had no idea what I could do. Our bodies will be like that. I was even telling myself I’d be keeping light weights for a long time.
On some things, yes, I need to keep the lighter weight right now, but on other moves, I am actually surprising myself on how much I can lift or do.
(Overhead squat w/ 45 pounds. Working on these for sure!)
This move I was doing is a deadlift. I had no idea what I could lift, and so far I’ve gotten up to 150 pounds. I still am surprised I can do it!
We can be SO tough and down on ourselves. That negativity creeps in and you begin to believe when you tell yourself “I’ll never be able to do it”, “I can’t do it”, “I’m not that strong”, etc. We believe these lies. We are capable of WAY more than you think.
For some, it could be them believing they’ll never make it up some stairs again. With work, dedication, and encouragement, I just bet you can get back up those stairs again. God made us into some powerful machines! 😀
I have a looong way to go and to improve in a lot of areas, and I won’t lie, just last night I was super discouraged that I am having to scale (make easier) so many things. I have to remember that I am already surprising myself with things, and I have to take it day at a time.
Be proud of your journey thus far and how far you’ve come since the beginning! Let’s stop being so hard on ourselves. I need to work on it more! But I know how far I’ve come!
Happy Monday everyone!
Yesterday I was in the mood to make a little snack that would be quick to grab and be a little on the sweet side. 😀
It’s been a while since I’ve made these little PB Oat balls, but they are always SO perfect when I want something quick and easy to grab for a snack, pre workout, or even as a dessert.
These are no bake and only takes 4 ingredients (3 if you don’t want chocolate chips)
Peanut Butter Oat Balls
-1 cup oats (I used quick oats)
-2/3 cup peanut butter of choice
-2 T of honey
-Chocolate chips (optional…but a great choice)
1.Place oats in a mixing bowl and melt peanut butter.
2.Mix melted peanut butter and your honey in with the oats. Let sit a few minutes, and add in your chocolate chips.
3.Place bowl in fridge and let chill anywhere from 30 minutes, an hour, or overnight if you prepare at night.
4.When ready, roll oat mixture into bite size balls. Keep in fridge, and when ready, pop them out to enjoy! 🙂
Happy Monday everyone!
Weekends just go by too fast, don’t they??
Im sharing with you today the foods I ate yesterday, and then going into my next project and what it means to me by putting myself out there.
Breakfast, along with the usual coffee, was 1 whole egg + egg white scramble (I added in spinach) and a side of sliced strawberries.
Went to church with Dad and enjoyed a great service of praise, and a wonderful sermon from our pastor.
Came home for lunch and heated up another chicken burger I placed on top of spinach, and had a side of sweet potato. I’ve been loving this combo lately and has been one of my meals the last few days. I’ll be switching things up this week.
I worked on some blogging, put together clients’ workout, worked on my new project, and took a break for some coffee + a banana with almond butter.
While I enjoyed my coffee, dad and I watched Men in Black on Netflix. It was my first time ever seeing it and I loved it! I’ll have to catch the second one now.
I didnt know what I wanted for dinner, do I threw some veggies and quinoa together in a bowl. It was good, but a couple hours later I was hungry again, so I got one of the Costco versions of the Quest bar before headed to bed.
The new project I am working on is getting back into YouTube videos! Last year I tried my hand at a few videos, and while I was enjoying it, part of me felt awkward and a little scared putting myself out there like that.
It’s one thing to write blog posts for you guys, but it’s a whole other world when it comes to videos and vlogs.
I am nervous + scared, but super excited to try videos out again to provide more content for you guys. I will share videos on my blog, depending on what they are, but I won’t post every video on here (you will have to go visit my YouTube channel!) 😀
I plan on keeping my healthy lifestyle thing going, but with my videos, I will doing some random + fun ones, and even some “day in the life” videos.
Putting yourself out there with something you are passionate about can be an exciting + exhilarating, but also scary, uncomfortable, and even nerve wracking.
Someone important to me told me it’s good to do things that make you uncomfortable. It’s like conquering an obstacle and coming out better as a person after it. 😀
I sure have faced my obstacles, and I can say that what I’ve been through has allowed me to come out stronger, happier, and better as a person. Why not strive to keep that going?
emichelefit will be my YouTube channel name. I plan on getting my first video together it upload by the middle of the week. So, be looking out for that!
First off, I want to say a BIG thank you to all the love, comments, and likes on part one of my anorexia story!
I would have never thought it would reach as many as it did. My story has been a long time coming, and just recently I have decided it’s time to share it with others.
An eating disorder is nothing to play with. It not only affects the person physically, but mentally and emotionally as well.
Even by the end of high school, although I had recovered (in the sense of the word), I still had a long journey of struggles ahead of me.
I entered college in 2010 at Belmont University in Nashville, Tennessee. I was starting off as a photography + graphic design major and had all intentions of being an art major.
I loved taking pictures and letting my creative juices flow on creating things.
I immediately starting meeting new people, making new friends, taking mostly art classes, and I was just enjoying the adjustment to college. It wasn’t just me going to college though. Good ole Ana (the voice of anorexia) came right with me to mess up my thinking and habits.
In the beginning part of college, things were fine. I had starting to pick up running (like, a few laps and that was it), and exploring a couple different fitness classes since I was no longer playing tennis, like I did in high school.
My friends and I would eat at the cafeteria, go out and explore new eating places around Nashville, and even though it was fun and we enjoyed good food, the voice in my head started telling me I need to lose a little, eat better, and pick up more exercise. I wanted to be the girl at college that was pretty and looked amazing, because I never felt that in high school.
By my sophomore year, I had changed majors to Exercise Science and Nutrition, because even though I was still struggling with my own issues in this area, I still knew I wanted (and needed) to major in this field. Deep down I just knew it was MY major.
By the time I started my exercise science classes, I had picked up more running and was actually starting to train for my first half marathon. I loved the feeling running gave me, and I loved being able to see how far my body was able to go.
I actually had a decent balance with my nutrition when I was starting to train, and I had done some research too, but it was also around this time I found My Fitness Pal and started counting calories. I thought If I counted calories, ate the right foods, and kept up with my running, I would be able to keep slim, maybe even lose a little more, and that would make me happier.
I completed my first half marathon in 2012 and it was such a rush that my body was strong enough to run that distance, although it was slow.
After that, I wanted to run more and more half marathons. I wanted to see just how much running my body could do, and I kept counting calories, but unfortunately I was tracking at 1200 calories a day (and that is NOT enough for just about anyone…let alone at all the exercise I was doing). I thought it was ok though.
People had noticed I had slimmed up some, but it wasn’t anything like when I had starved myself. Around this time I was also doing spin classes AND running almost everyday. If I wasn’t starting my morning in a spin class, I was running. If I had free time in my afternoon, I was either running more or catching the afternoon spin class.
By the time 2013 (junior year approached), while I wasn’t underweight, I had slimmed up a lot and refused to eat a lot of foods. I had gotten back to Ana thoughts on what I couldn’t eat because it would make me “fat” again. Now, I wasn’t even fat to begin with when I started college, but in my mind I was.
My best friend was getting married March of 2013, and I was a bridesmaid. In the months leading up to the wedding, I was becoming more obsessed with numbers again. If it wasn’t the number calories I was eating, it was the number on the scale again. I had gotten to a point where I would weigh every morning and if I was up even a little, I would take something else out of what I ate that day.
By the time Staci’s wedding rolled around, I had gotten my weight down to 117-118 pounds. I was still 5’4”, but I was so tired most days, I was cold ALL the time, and I was refusing going out to eat with roommates/friends at times just because I didn’t want to “overeat”.
I was way too focused on what I ate, how much I ate, and how much I was exercising…and it was taking a toll on my body physically and internally.
Backing up some and being a little personal for a minute: Most girls when I was younger started their mentrual cycle at early ages…most before or around hitting high school. Guys…I was 16 when I started. 16. My body was delayed on me starting due to my eating disorder.
Now moving back up to this time during college. I was so low in my numbers (eating and weight dropping) that I legitimately went without any menstrual cycle for close to 6 months. That is NOT healthy when you are a woman. Secretively, I told nobody about this, and part of me was actually happy that I wasn’t having to deal with it, but it was not good for my body.
By the time my senior year rolled around, I was still in the same habits: running lots, spin classes, 2x workouts in one day, eating little/not enough, and going 2-3 months at a time before getting another menstrual cycle.
I was starting to spiral down more by this point. It came to a point that I knew I wasn’t eating enough and was so hungry, but I refused to eat more than I thought I “had” to. It resulted to me eating a bag of steamed veggies most mornings, because it was vegetables and super low in calories. How dumb is that??
I had even more half marathons under my belt by this point, and even a Disney run or two, which was so much fun! Slowly, though, I was starting to get burned out on it and my body just about had enough of what I was putting it through.
It wasn’t long after my roommates and I had gotten back from Christmas break that they sat down around me and told me they were worried about me. They were really seeing how little I was eating and how much I was exercising. Two out of three of my other roommates were majoring in exercise science too, so it was a big deal (and an eye opener) when they sat me down.
Once again, I was overcome with my body image, eating disorder thoughts/habits, and had gotten myself in a dark place again.
Graduation was approaching for 2 of my roommates in the spring, while me and my other roommat would be graduating in the summer. I went home to finish up an internship + a class that summer, and I started trying to do better with my eating, exercising, and body image.
I still dabbled in counting calories and I still ran and worked out, although I did drop it to 1x a day. I was staying busy but still struggled everyday with wanting to look better, do more, eat less, etc. All the same things that I had been struggling with in Nashville, but on a less intense level.
August had rolled around and graduation from college had finally arrived! At this point I was up a little more in my weight, I was eating a little more, but still very cautious, and I had told myself after I graduated I would finally get on the road to self acceptance, body acceptance, self-love, and food freedom.
I can honestly say now I am 95% at a place where I am truly loving my body, accepting who I am, and finding that food freedom…oh and NOT counting calories! But all of that will be in part 3 of my story soon… 😀
What I talked about in my story above is a common thing for many girls and women. We think eating less, exercising more, and counting super low calories is going to help us reach our goals.
For me personally, I would say I had Orthorexia during my college years.
This is not as common or well known as Anorexia, Bulimia, or Binge Eating Disorder, but is something very prevalent.
According to the National Eating Disorder Awareness website, Orthorexia is defined as:
Those who have an “unhealthy obsession” with otherwise healthy eating may be suffering from “orthorexia nervosa,” a term which literally means “fixation on righteous eating.” Orthorexia starts out as an innocent attempt to eat more healthfully, but orthorexics become fixated on food quality and purity. They become consumed with what and how much to eat, and how to deal with “slip-ups.” An iron-clad will is needed to maintain this rigid eating style. Every day is a chance to eat right, be “good,” rise above others in dietary prowess, and self-punish if temptation wins (usually through stricter eating, fasts and exercise). Self-esteem becomes wrapped up in the purity of orthorexics’ diet and they sometimes feel superior to others, especially in regard to food intake.
Eventually food choices become so restrictive, in both variety and calories, that health suffers – an ironic twist for a person so completely dedicated to healthy eating. Eventually, the obsession with healthy eating can crowd out other activities and interests, impair relationships, and become physically dangerous.
I’d say after all of that, I definitely suffered with this. Their website says it’s not an actual medical diagnosis, such as anorexia, but is something very unhealthy and dangerous.
Please, please, please, if you suspect anyone you know is suffering through an actually eating disorder or disordered eating patterns, look up the NEDA website and contact someone to get them help.
Happy Monday everyone!
I hope you had a great weekend despite the rain and dreary weather. It was more low key for me, but I was able to relax and get some things done as well.
Today I thought I would share with you a few things that I meal prepped yesterday. Normally, I am not a huge fan of meal prepping. I don’t like spending the whole afternoon cooking/baking and placing every meal in its own individual container. If you have an 8-5 job, then it may be handy for you, but it’s just too much for me.
Personally, I like to prep a few things for at least a few days of the week, just so it’s easier to grab. It’s quick, and it helps with your food choices when you have healthy options already made. I am in and out of the house during the week with the way my schedule is, so it’s nice to have certain veggies and other things ready.
I roasted cubed potatoes and brussel sprouts at 350 degrees for 30 minutes. I drizzled olive oil and put a little garlic salt and cracked pepper on both of them. I like roasted brussel sprouts better…and can eat them warm or add to a salad for a little crunch!
I also boiled some eggs for the week. Normally, I prefer just cooking them in the mornings, or making my egg muffins with veggies in them, but yesterday I just decided to boil some for a quick breakfast or snack. My dad likes to take these to work too, so they are ready for him too!
Easiest way to boil eggs? Once water boils, keep on med-high heat for 13-15 minutes. Drain them immediately and run COOL water on top of them. This will allow the shell to ease away from the egg some. Once cool, tap them all the way around, and peel! 🙂
Boiled eggs are also great to put on salads too!
Who loves guacamole?! I am in love with guacamole, and I was in the mood to whip up a quick version of it to have over the next day or so. (Next day really, because it turns QUICK!)
I took 2 large avocados, mashed them, and added part of this guacamole mix packet. I usually don’t feel the need to have the whole packet in there for the amount I normally make.
For dinner I decided to go ahead and dig into the guacamole! I made a spinach salad, topped with leftover sweet potato and a kale + mozerella chicken burger I found at Costco the other day. It hit the spot!
Even though I don’t do any kind of meal prep every Sunday, and definitely not as intense as a lot of people do, I like it because you can do as much, or as little, as you need and want to make things easy and convenient for you during your week. I don’t like having the same meals every single day for every single meal…I like variety!
Questions for you:
Do you prepare any food for part (or all) of your week?
If so, what do you usually prepare? Do you have a go-to?
…what would you be??
I got asked this question a few weeks ago and I had to sit and think of my answer for a few minutes. Do you know how many types of candy are out there?? HA!
The question was asked to me in regards to what my personality is like. While my favorite candy is Reese’s (in any form), I knew it didn’t describe me well.
After careful consideration for a few minutes, I went with Almond Joy.
Personally, I don’t have these often. I like them, but they aren’t my favorite, so I actually tend to forget about them at times.
I am an almond joy because if you don’t know what is on the inside yet, all you see is an average chocolate bar/candy. But once you take a bite, you get a little bit of sweet (coconut), and a little bit of nutty (from the almonds)!
For many people, once they get to know me more, I open up more and you will see my nutty/goofy side as well. I’m no class clown, but I have my goofy quirks and I can be weird. 🙂
QUESTION FOR YOU!
If YOU could be any candy, what would you be??
Please comment below, or if you clicked on this through Facebook, comment on there if you wish. I would LOVE to hear your answers and get to know people more. Plus, I think it’s fun to answer about your own personality!
Thank you for stopping by today on the blog.
Today is going to be a more serious post, but one I have been wanting to do for quite some time now.
For most of those reading who know me, you may know I went through an eating disorder around my middle school years, but many don’t know the details of the story or what I have had to deal or struggle with since then.
February is National Eating Disorder Awareness Month, and it is near and dear to my heart.
Let’s rewind back to my childhood years for a quick summary.
As a child, I dabbled in sports here and there, but I loved to do things outside: ride my bike, jump on my trampoline, and even ride my horse that I once had. My dad and I would shoot a basketball around or throw a softball around.
The years of elementary school where I was on the chubbier side was attributed more to what I ate. I didn’t like many vegetables (only if it was the green beans my Granny and Papa grew in their garden), and I remember a lot of Kid Cuisine frozen meals and pasta with butter on it. What I don’t remember is a variety of nutritious foods.
Around the end of my 6th grade year, my best friend and I decided we would start making some healthier choices to lose some of our baby weight. We had both made the junior high volleyball team and transitioning to a sports team and going into 7th grade was a BIG thing to us.
We slowly started having salad with our school chicken nuggets, drank more water, and chose baked chips over regular ones. Between that and the start of volleyball, we ended up losing some of that baby weight we talked about wanting to lose.
The only thing was, while my best friend stayed at a good place, I didn’t. I kept going because I wasn’t happy or satisfied with what I saw in the mirror.
(The speck on my arm is a dust speck from wher I scanned the pictures in)
We start 7th grade…different class schedule, new building, and volleyball practices after school each day. Everything was great, but in my mind I was going to do everything I could to look my best, and in those days, “best” was if I could be as skinny as I could possibly be.
(My 13th birthday party)
I know people knew I had lost weight and really slimmed up, and for anyone who told me I looked good, I saw it as my sign to keep going. I began to eat less and less foods. For me at that point, it was more about how much can I NOT eat, as opposed to healthier food choices or having enough food to fuel me.
I wasn’t fueling my body properly, and I was definitely not fueling it enough. I begin to feel tired and exhausted the whole day at school, I refused to eat much at lunch…if I even ate anything, and most days I would end up throwing out/away what I may have brought so it would look like I ate it or nobody suspected much.
I wasn’t fooling anyone though. Even though most people didn’t come up to me and say anything, I know (and could tell) people were starting to get worried. Mom and Dad could tell what was happening and I had to do weekly weigh ins in front of my Dad. They told me that If I dropped below 90 I would be going to a doctor/therapist.
(Look at my arms!! It saddens me)
(This was after a piano recital. I look very skeletal.)
Even though I didn’t want to go to a doctor, I still kept doing what I was doing. Exercising lots and barely eating.
(Both of these are from an Easter Sunday. At my lowest point here.)
At 5’4”, I had hit my lowest weight of 87 pounds, and mom and dad said enough is enough. I was at risk for admission into a hospital with fear of a feeding tube down my throat.
That was my ultimate wake up call for how I was becoming. The last thing I wanted was someone forcing me to eat. When you have Anorexia and you hear that voice in your head telling you day in and day out to not eat because you’re ugly and fat (even though I wasn’t), the last thing you want is being force fed.
I went to see a doctor and ended up going to see a therapist after that. I will be honest and say I wasn’t a fan of it. I didn’t want to be there and I still had a hard time accepting the fact that what I was doing was unhealthy…both physically and mentally, but I went through with it for a couple of reasons:
1.I was made to and I just wanted it over.
2.Deep down I knew what I was doing was wrong.
After going through therapy sessions and starting on my recovery journey, I started high school at a higher and healthier weight. I was still unhappy with how I looked and the Anorexia thoughts were still there nice and strong. I fell back into a lot of the same habits/mindsets, but slowly started learning what foods were good to fuel me.
I had also found my love for tennis at this time, and after taking lessons and getting on the high school team, I was starting to get at a better place when it came to my body. I knew I had to eat enough to fuel my body for this sport that I fell in love with.
Most of my high school years were great, because I had gotten at a healthier place, and even though I had serious body image issues, I never starved myself like I did in junior high. I knew that was what I didn’t need in my life. I had friends, a great sport I did fairly well in, and a good youth group I was in too.
An eating disorder, no matter which one someone has, takes a toll on your body…and not just physically, but mentally.
Imagine thinking about what you were going to not eat, how you could trick people into thinking you had eaten, and when your next workout was…ALL. DAY. LONG.
That was me. I could turn my focus on my school work, but for 95% of my day, I was thinking about what to eat, what to not eat, how I could tell certain people that I wasn’t hungry or had already eaten. I particularly remember thinking that if I had over 100 calories at lunch, I would skip a snack or skip breakfast the next day.
Isn’t that ridiculous?? That’s what it was like for me. I am so blessed and thankful I never got into that pit as deep as I did in junior high.
Little did I know how I would still struggle with the after effects for years to come….
My apologies for only one post last week. U-Verse (AT&T) was out so I couldn’t do anything online!
I figured I’d start this week with a quick little weekend recap, even though the weekend isn’t quite done yet.
Saturday morning started with the usual coffee while I watched the recent episode of The Alienist. This is a new show that started the other week on TNT and it is amazing! It is set in the 19th century (right up my alley), and is all about solving a crime/mystery. If you are looking for a new show, I highly recommend it!
I had a birthday cake protein bar for breakfast while finishing watching the episode, and I ate a banana with almond butter before I headed out for my haircut at 10am.
Before and after!
I was SO overdue for a haircut it wasn’t even funny! I just got it trimmed and had the lady add some long layers. It immediately felt 10x better! It may not be a huge difference to most, but it is to me and I love it!
For lunch I had leftover steak my dad grilled on top of some greens + a taste of turkey sausage he grilled with the steak as well.
In between some blogging and reading, I decided to try my hand at some protein donuts! I made some a few years ago, and I wasn’t crazy over the recipe I went by.
These chocolate protein donuts turned out great! Be on the lookout for this recipe soon!
For the rest of the afternoon, I did some more blogging, put up laundry, and got some things done around the house.
For dinner, mom and dad suggested Olive Garden, so I went straight for their minestrone soup…my favorite soup of theirs! I had half a breadstick with it too. It hit the spot!
The rest of the evening was spent relaxing and before bed I got into the bag of valentine Reese’s I bought myself. 😀
Reese’s are my absolute FAVORITE candy, and these little hearts did not disappoint, like all their others! I have already found the Easter eggs they put out…and let me tell you, I don’t know what it is about those, but they are the best out of them all!
Sunday morning I got up and did some light stretching, and enjoyed my morning coffee while catching up on some reading and other blogs. I had another protein bar for breakfast like I did Saturday morning.
I’m not very stylish, but on days where I don’t have to wear my workout clothes, I try to put more effort into my outfit. Sunday I wore my jeans (from Walmart), a light pink lacy top (from JCPenny), and a lightweight black cardigan on top (from old navy). As you can tell I am a skilled model…haha, not! Awkward poses are my thing…
I was excited to wear my new necklace I picked up after my haircut on Saturday. The salon I went to had a lady selling some clothes and jewelry and this necklace caught my eye. I’m not a huge jewelry wearer, but I do enjoy longer necklaces, bracelets, and rings.
After church, Granny and I headed out to lunch at Dale’s Southern Grill over in Hoover. I enjoyed their blackened tilapia with a side of squash and zucchini.
I also had a side of their carrot soufflé, which is so delicious, as my dessert.
When I got back home I had plans on meal prepping some veggies that I needed to cook before going bad.
I baked/roasted cauliflower and carrots at 400 for 30 minutes, and baked a spaghetti squash at 400 for 45 minutes.
I love spaghetti squash because you can pair it with most things: ground beef/turkey, chicken, etc. I plan on putting some pasta sauce on it later this week and adding some chicken!
As soon as those were done cooking, I wanted to get a low key jog in on the treadmill to move around a little, since it was cold, rainy, and dreary outside.
I ran 2 miles on the treadmill while watching an episode of Supernatural, and walked half a mile to cool down. Nothing fancy, but just what I needed. My lower back was still sore from some deadlifts I did the other day at the gym.
Post run was one of these chocolate protein donuts I made, with a little peanut butter on top. (I’m telling you, I’m a sucker for chocolate + peanut butter)
I made some fresh coffee for dad and I, and finished up with this post and plan to do some other work/reading I wanted to get to today.
Some good and positive changes are happening in my life, and I have been happier now than I have been in quite some time. Sometimes it takes hardships in life to realize what you are missing in life…as well as what ( or who) you need to get out of your life!!
I hope you all have a wonderful week, and be looking for a great post on Wednesday that will share more of my personal story! 🙂